My first true love Rachel and I were spooning after a wilder than usual morning screw, snuggled up under my down comforter. Sunday was one of my few days off from the Los Angeles Zoo, where I was in charge of the Reptile House, so I was blissing out, about to fall back to sleep, my dick nestled against Rachel’s bare, gorgeous ass. I could hear her gnawing on her thumb nail, which she did when she was stressed.             Then she said, “Greg, you know you have tiny balls.”              A...